"This feels so refreshing…" she murmured, her voice light and almost breathless with awe.
"You like it?" I asked, glancing at her.
Lavine gave a soft nod, her expression touched with a rare, gentle smile.
"The feeling is completely different from the fragmented windows through which I observe the world in my realm. It's… whole. Real. Even the cold feels warm somehow."
She let out a quiet sigh, almost wistful.
"Though it would've been nice if I could've experienced this in spring. I remember the scent of blossoms… the sound of rivers running freely…"
I chuckled, shaking my head.
"Then you'd have to wait a couple more months for that. Winter's probably going to last longer than expected this time around."
Her violet eyes turned to me, slightly amused. "Ho~? So now you can predict the weather, child?"
"Well… not exactly," I replied, awkwardly scratching my cheek. Not exactly, meaning not something I could explain.
I couldn't exactly just say,
